This is the loop that ends the question. No more deciding. No more wondering. Just stroking, obeying, and falling deeper into what you were always meant to be. This is where your prejac life stops being a fantasy and becomes your fate.
My voice loops, your body responds, and your resistance fades. Over and over. Until you’re nothing but need. Weak, conditioned, and permanently mine.
You’re not allowed to go back. You’re not supposed to. This loop is the lock, and you’re the key that surrendered.
Cynthia
2025-07-17 20:55:12 +0000 UTCTylor Parker
2025-07-14 22:08:49 +0000 UTC